Chugging honey
Ronnie often goes into the kitchen at night in search of "something sweet." Unfortunately for him, I rarely stock the cupboards with the kind of treats that satisfy his raging sweet tooth.
So last night when he meandered into the kitchen, I figured he would return empty handed since the only sweet thing I could think of was some frozen chocolate chips.
Then I saw him with the honey. It was the kind where the container is in the shape of a bear. I could not imagine what he was going to do with the honey, so I called him out on it...and he slinked back into the kitchen around the corner so I couldn't see...
But I did see! He squirted the honey right into his mouth! A LOT of honey! My husband is a closet honey chugger!
4 Comments:
Awesome! Are you sure he's not the pregnant one, with such entertaining eating habits?
1:40 PM
What the? I defintely have a sweet tooth too, but I have never, I repeat NEVER, stooped that low. Tell Ronnie I said so.
9:31 PM
This post has made me miss you guys SO incredibly much.
2:05 PM
Russ, there is a fairly simple remedy for that. Hop in your car and come over! We're not that far from Rocklin.
10:42 AM
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